Working Girl Ringtones

She said I'm not somebody who likes the game So don't expect me to chase you babe If you ain't sweet like aspartame Let me get the door for ya If you want a back and forth thang Go and get yourself a boomerang If you don't like the bacon I bring Let me get the door for ya She said I can love you like you never been And keep you going just like ritalin But if you ain't a working man Let me get the door for ya I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya I said I ain't like them other men Who think they matter cause they own a Benz They left you sick, I'm your medicine Let me get the door for ya And baby let me ease your mind I know you been working over time And if you wanna leave behind the 9 to 5 And see inside a real man Let me get the door for ya I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya There's the door if you don't like it There's the door if you don't like it There's the door if you don't like it If you don't like bet you're gonna like it I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... I'm in love... I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love with a working girl I'm in love... She said if ya don't like it I'm in love... Let me get the door for ya

Some men find her sexy, some men disagree But if she's not, it's not because she doesn't want to be She wears a push-up bra from Freddericks, five inch high heel shoes Maybelline and Rubinstein, and Avon's best perfume She's a working girl She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl Some find her to aggressive, she don't know how to stop 'Cause she's the kind that don't look down until it's from the top She's elegant and stylish, French perfume and a fur Designer clothes by Halston and Diane Von Furstenburg And she's a working girl She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl She has taken her place among the tallest of trees But she weeps like a willow when she's brought to her knees 'Cause she's a working girl You'll find her dressed according to standard uniform 'Cause she must dress in comfort for the job she must perform She has so many faces, she wears so many names She goes so many places and she does so many things 'Cause she's a working girl She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl She's a working girl, she is single and free She's a mother and wife and she's proud to be A working girl

Working for vacation Walking for meditation Watching television for as long as I want People got science but makes no sense, Still can't do anything for cutting out violence When I think of something, it goes out to space Then it comes back in another shape We know we are not apes, But we could make sweet seedless grapes Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long I need to talk to an ancient Egyptian to know the transcription To read the prescription for the friction we've got Or the options we'll have Maybe God only knows Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute Feeling wrong 'cause the days are too long, Counting heartbeats, 72 in a minute

Hey, hey The clouds are whey There's straw for the donkeys And the innocents can all sleep safely All sleep safely My, my Sun is pie There's fodder for the cannons And the guilty ones can all sleep safely All sleep safely And all the world is football shaped It's just for me to kick in space And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes The pain and the pleasure And the church bells softly chime Hey, hey Night fights day There's food for the thinkers And the innocents can all live slowly All live slowly My, my The sky will cry Jewels for the thirsty And the guilty one's can all die slowly All die slowly And all the world is biscuit shaped It's just for me to feed my face And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes The pain and the pleasure And the church bells softly chime And birds might fall from black skies And bullies might give you black eyes And busses might skid on black ice But to me, it's very very beautiful (England's glory!) Beautiful (A striking beauty!) And all the world is football shaped It's just for me to kick in space And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste And I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to tell the difference 'Tween the goods and crimes Dirt or treasure And there's one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to take this all in I've got one, two, three, four, five Senses working overtime Trying to taste the difference 'Tween the lemons and limes The pain and the pleasure And the church bells softly chime

Got My Mojo Working, but it just won't work on you (x2) I wanna love you so bad till I don't know what to do I'm going down to Louisiana to get me a mojo hand (x2) I'm gonna have all you women right here at my command Got My Mojo Working [echoed by the crowd] (x4) Got My Mojo Working, but it just won't work on you Play on! [instrumental break] Got My Mojo Working [echoed by the crowd] (x4) Got My Mojo Working, but it - uh uh - just won't work on you

It's working, working, working The word is working inside of me The spirit of life is alive in me The word is working inside of me Oh the spirit of life is alive in me Hey The word is working inside of me The spirit of life is alive in me The word is working inside of me For the spirit of life is alive in me The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me over The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me over again The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me So I lift my hands tonight The limitations are broken I lift my voice tonight All the walls around me are fallen The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working The word is working The word is working in me Lift him up It's working, all over oh Here we go again The word is working inside of me Oh the spirit of life is alive in me The word is working inside of me Oh the spirit of life is alive in me The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me over The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me over again The word is working on the inside Flowing through the outside, making me over again So I lift my hands tonight The limitations are broken I lift my voice tonight All the walls around me are fallen The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working The word is working The word is working in me, go All over It's working, all over It's working, all over Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working The word is working The word is working, oh The word is working in me Is working through me The word is working on Is working on, is working on, is working in me Here we go Oh oh oh oh oh (it's working) Oh oh oh oh oh (it's working) Oh oh oh oh oh (it's working) Oh oh oh oh (it's working) Oh working, oh Oh working, oh, it's working Oh working, oh Oh working on, it's working Oh working oh, it's working Oh working, oh, it's working Oh working, oh (transforming, renewing) Oh working, oh (and lifting, compelling) Oh working oh Oh working oh Oh prevailing, oh Oh transforming, eh It's working It's the brighten It's lifting Celebrate the working word

We are men at work We got a job to do We gotta keep you rockin' To keep your soul from the blue. Well, we work all day Then we work all night We got to keep you dancin' Gotta make you feel alright. Ten men workin', ten men workin' tonight. We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do. We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do. Ten men workin', ten men workin' tonight. We are men at work We got a job to do We gotta keep you rockin' To keep your soul from the blue. Well, we work all day Then we work all night We got to keep you dancin' Gotta make you feel alright. Ten men workin', ten men workin' tonight. We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do. We gotta dig the groove We're gonna hammer the blues You can't sit down 'Cause we got a job to do. Ten men workin', ten men workin' tonight.

I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard I've been workin' I've been workin' so hard I come home I'll make a love to you I'll make a love to you I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long I've been grindin' I've been grindin' so long Been up the thruway, down the thruway Up the thruway, down the thruway Up, down, back and up again And I said Woman, woman, woman, woman Woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel so good Woman, woman, woman, woman Woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright You're alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright You're alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright And I said Woman, woman, woman, woman Woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel so good Woman, woman, woman, woman Woman, woman, woman, woman Make me feel alright You're alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright You're alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright Make me feel so good Set my soul on fire Set my soul on fire

(This ain't workin') (This ain't workin') Give it to me two times (two times, two times) Play me for a fool, fine But play me two times, I'm the fool now Is that your new guy? Even though he isn't shit, you shitted on me Spitted on me like a shoe shine (shoe shine) See the truth is All this time I wasted on you, I feel stupid (yeah) Could've woke my savage up, could've been ruthless (oh) If it wasn't for me breakin' up that fight with you and you know You would've been toothless, lil' bitch Stayin' was just hurtin' me, I'ma hurt myself to stay Every day like yesterday, talkin' down in plenty ways Simpin' for this bitch whеn you know pimpin' in my résumé Knew you wasn't the one from back thеn and to this present day Now I see you out and wanna turn and walk the other way Wonder how it got this way, 'cause baby Things don't come before their timin' (before their timin') Every grape don't turn to wine (turn to wine) The good Lord made us in His design and (his design) You let me know every time, this ain't workin' (yeah, yeah) Like Lauryn Hill done sing it (yeah, yeah) Baby, this ain't workin', this ain't perfect (oh, oh) I wrote all my love letters in cursive (oh) Had to be the time at the time, you was worth it, yeah Bitch (bitch) How the fuck you love a nigga and just snap out? Bitch (bitch) Don't be actin' like this dick ain't make you tap out Lil' bitch I had to say that last bitch a lil' softly 'Cause I know that you come with lots of lip and that's gon' cost me, yeah Play me for a fool, fine, but you done play me two time Crazy when we step out, we was wavy as a cruise line Everything that's done in dark gon' come to light in due time I guess this is due time, yeah Things don't come before their timin' (before their timin') Every grape don't turn to wine (turn to wine) The good Lord made us in His design and (his design) You let me know every time, this ain't workin' (yeah, yeah) Like Lauryn Hill done sing it (yeah, yeah) Baby, this ain't workin', this ain't perfect (oh, oh) I wrote all my love letters in cursive (oh) Had to be the time at the time, you was worth it, yeah Slide for me, slide for me Said you would ride with me, ride with me, ride with me Said you was gang with me, gang with me, gang with me What that means? It go down and you bang for me I know you even said you cared for me, cared for me But when it's dead and it's down, you ain't there for me Why would you lie to me, lie to me, lie to me? Thought we'd get married and you would be my bride to be But you were scared, you were scared, you were scared of me Got so much status, it's hard to compare to me But I ain't need you to compare, just be there for me I had to go and read that fine print carefully And so for once won't you give to me, give to me The way I live for you, live for me, live for me The way I reach for you, reach for me, reach for me And when I'm fallin', hold on, don't you leave for me Uh, look This ain't workin' like Lauryn Hill The field full of orange hills You cut me cold and deep in my heart in the flowin' chills Underminin' my guard, you a cough that a flu ain't kill So, don't ask me if I'm ever in my feels I got hoes pressin', shows stretchin', bitches in my low section Which question? Who am I gon' end up in they throat section? Both low and double bitches both sexin', no question Horse ass, shawty ride that dick like she was road equestrian I been stuntin' so damn hard, why was I playin' scarred? I was out there shootin' my shot Instead of bein' a team player, you was out there playin' God Now the face of our relationship fucked and it's plain scarred I hate a bitch that believe the blog Like to read the blogs, is part the reason why we gotta take the season off Told my accountant that your emotions are my leadin' cost Should've blocked your number, took your messages, delete 'em all I never thought I'd have to keep 'em just in case you was tryin' somethin' slick But fuck that shit I promise, man, the grease is off You can cut the legal off I can cut the Amex Promise next night I'm in that pussy like a leotard This ain't workin' Don't you see, I've been fightin'? (You, you) That's true, for you, you, that's true (ooh) Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh That's the way you say Don't you see, I've been fightin'? You, you, that's true Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh That's the way you say

As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate if you're clever and despise a fool 'Til you're so f- crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20-odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still f- peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top, they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like all the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

If all I'll get is what I got If the good lord said, you've had your shot Once I got past my state of shock I'd smile and tell him thanks a lot If all I'll do, Is what I've done Put my last notch on my gun Well I'd look back at how far I've come And I'd say not bad for a workin' man's son I've had my fun, I've made some friends I've loved and lost and loved again Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes I've spoke my mind, I've been myself Tried not to hurt nobody else But if I did, I hope they'll forgive I've wasted time, I've blown some cash Lost some things I won't get back I few times there I got off track But I'm hoping God's okay with that I've had my fun, I've made some friends I've loved and lost and loved again Been down that less traveled road just to see how far it goes I've spoke my mind, I've been myself Tried not to hurt nobody else But if I did, I hope they'll forgive I'd like to think, I'll still be here To celebrate a hundred years With a lid cigar, and an ice cold bear Laughing hard and thinking clear But if I'm not I've had my run Not bad for a working man's son

I stuff a Honda accord like a turkey I tell her when you do it, think of slurpies That shit ain't pay off, keep workin' It'll pay off, keep workin Looking oppy the stick in my shirt, please I'll pop me a nigga like a perky It ain't pay off, keep workin' I bet it don't pay off, keep workin Work her out, got a bitch doin' burpees Throw some water on her bitch, she look thirsty I get whatever I want, Tim Turner I'm so high, I feel like the DWayne Carter If you fuck up with that money, it'll cost you Tryna send a nigga home like Roger I ain't nothin' like these niggas, I'm a Martian This bitch ain't got no sense, she retarded I just tell a bitch, keep workin' I hit her with that uh, she's she squirting And I'm riding with it on me like I'm Mad Max Keep workin', that shit ain't pay off, keep workin If it ain't pay off, keep workin' It'll pay off, keep workin I stuff a Honda accord like a turkey I tell her when you do it, think of slurpies It ain't pay off, keep workin' It'll pay off, keep workin I was fucked up, I was hurtin' Now I'm walkin' in a mall and I'm splurgin Pull up to the front, big Suburban Can you put this bitch on the curb, man Prada store Louis V. Hermes They ain't wanna get a boy a turn man I came up on the curb, I was hustlin' You was not with me, you was bluffin What you gon' tell me? I be sellin' them what you gon' sell me Be careful, cause them people tryna round me Gettin' money, tryna duck the Federales Keep workin', you gotta do your thing, keep workin If it ain't pay off, keep workin' I bet it don't pay off, keep workin I stuff a honda accord like a turkey I tell her when she do it, think of slurpies If it ain't pay off, keep workin' It'll pay off, keep workin

Well, I've been workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Five o'clock in the mornin' I'm up there b'fore the sun When my work day is over I'm too tired for havin' fun (Well, I'm so tired) (I've been) Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Lord, I am so tired How long can this go on? Well, I've been workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Five o'clock in the mornin' I'm up there b'fore the sun When my work day is over I'm too tired for havin' fun (Well, I'm so tired) (I've been) Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Workin' in a coal mine Goin' down, down Workin' in a coal mine. Whew! About to slip down Lord... I am so tired How long can this go on? Well, I've been workin' Goin' Workin' Whew! About to slip down Workin' Goin' Workin' Whew! About to slip down Now, or you better drop that load there boy You always pickin' on me now- boss

When I sleep The first person I see in my dreams You come out of nowhere And you're real to the touch and I hate waking up Even when you're not here You're workin' on me When I drive I stare out the windshield and I try To picture every detail of your face And your smile, every kiss, every mile No matter where I'm going Girl, you're workin' on me Like a second glass of wine Slow and easy through my mind You take hold of me, like gravity Like the full moon pulls the tide I couldn't stop it if I tried So keep doing what you're doing It's workin' on me When you're close My self-control goes up in smoke I just can't keep my hands off you The soft on your skin and your eyes pull me in Everything about you girl is workin' on me Like a second glass of wine Slow and easy through my mind You take hold of me, like gravity Like the full moon pulls the tide I couldn't stop it if I tried So keep doing what you're doing It's workin' on me Like a second glass of wine Slow and easy through my mind You take hold of me, like gravity Like the full moon pulls the tide I couldn't stop it if I tried So keep doing what you're doing It's workin' on me Mmm when I sleep Mmm when I drive It's workin' on me Girl you're always workin' on me

Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! I spend my days on the road My nights dreaming of home It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I lift my head above for now Cards are stacked I'm getting out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Why do I do what I do? Oi! I see the night's closing in Can't quite think of where I've been It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I keep my smile And how I lie You can't see times running out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Why do I do what I do? Oi! Lost days Sleepless nights Where have I been Lost days Sleepless nights Wakey-wakey Lost days Sleepless nights Oi! I spend my days on the road My nights dreaming of home It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I lift my head above for now Cards are stacked I'm getting out It ain't working, so they say It ain't working I'm sick of being underground Lift my head and let me feel the air I'm sick of knowing how But I can never seem to get there Oh, I wonder how I do what I do Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!

As soon as you're born, they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all 'Til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and they hit you at school They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 'Til you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be When they've tortured and scared you for 20 odd years Then they expect you to pick a career When you can't really function, you're so full of fear A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV And you think you're so clever and classless and free But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be There's room at the top they are telling you still But first you must learn how to smile as you kill If you want to be like the folks on the hill A working class hero is something to be A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me If you want to be a hero, well, just follow me

Foster-Morganfield I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you I'm gonna love you so bad that I don't know what to do. I'm going down Louisiana, get me a mojo hand I'm going down Louisiana, get me a mojo hand I'm gonna fix that woman so she can't have no other man. I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you. I got a gypsy woman, she's giving me advice I got a gypsy woman, she's giving me advice I got a whole lot of tricks, baby, keepin' her at night. I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working I got my mojo working, I got my mojo working I got my mojo working but it just don't work on you.

Stumble from my good warm bed E monday morning oh my head D got to go and e do it all a again e A wake up baby rise and shine E its coffee, eggs, and bacon time D walk your working e man out to the a car e Verse 2: A the boss is in his usual mood E not one thing does he approves D sometimes you cant keep him a satisfied Up and down the assemble line E worried faces much like mine D showing the wear and tare in their a eyes Chorus: Their d making it hard on the a working man E trying to make a livin any{a}way he can D making ends meat on the a installment plan E his money goes right a threw his hands D heaven help us if you a think you can Their d making it ha{e}rd on the working man {d}{d}{e}{a} Verse 3: A big policeman in his prime E sits behind his billboard sign D aims his radar gun right straight a at me A letter from the irs E said," boy your taxes are a mess" D is this the way the good life is suppose to a be Chorus Verse 4: A stumble from my good warm bed E monday morning oh my head D got to go and do it all a again To much room in my frigidaire E the kids all need new shoes to wear D payments late on my old truck a again Chorus Repeat chorus and fade

Well I get up at seven, yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' yeah I'm workin all the time. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, They call me the working man. They call me the working man I guess that's what I am I get home at five o'clock And I take myself out a nice cold beer Always seem to be wonderin Why there's nothin' goin' down here. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, The workin' man They call me the working man I guess that's what I am Well they call me the working man I guess that's what I am Well I get up at seven yeah And I go to work at nine I got no time for livin' yeah I'm workin all the time. It seems to me I could live my life A lot better than I think I am I guess that's why they call me, They call me the working man. They call me the working man I guess that's what I am

Oh how I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh this job, it's got the best of me Tell you why, tell you why Somebody above is in a desperate state Some kind of urgency, the kind that won't wait I say tomorrow, he say today And the man in my head well he tell me no way Keep working I got eight little fingers and only two thumbs Will you leave me in peace while I get the work done Can't you see I'm working Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go And my buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Yea, yea, oh tell 'em How I'd love it girl, just you and me Take the day and fly But oh, this job it's got the best of me Tell you why Well they're coming from above me And they're coming from below Yea they're in there right behind me Everywhere that I go My buddy, he's screaming down the telephone line He say gimme, gimme, gimme I say I ain't got the time Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working on it Oh, oh I'm working Oh, oh can't you see I'm working on it

Absolutely nothing Nothing for to show She's feeling helpless Like there's nowhere left to go Things she set out to do She made sure were done She's feeling dismal But she's not the only one Take time to listen to the quiet ones Watch how the pain lives Underneath the skin Forgotten words and lost Love won't make the grade On a lonesome journey Tryin' to stay high Put another coin in and Stop to wave goodbye Praying to the hologram High up in the sky Is it for justice or is it just for the crime Take time to listen to the quiet ones Watch how the pain lives Underneath the skin Forgotten words and lost Love won't make the grade Killers on the TV Writing on the wall How could such a kind heart Take such a heavy fall Absolutely nothing Nothing for to show Heart and guts against the wind And nowhere left to go Take time to listen to the lonely ones Watch how the rain gives Up a chance to swim Burn the broken bridges and We'll build them up again

Yeahhh, hmmm Wether na Monday or na Thursday We Dey grind everyday even on Sundays Wetin man go chop if maga no pay Wetin boys go bomb if IG don chase yeah So me I gbe body All because of say i wan be somebody Make blessing just Dey follow me Make my enemies no see me Steady I chase the bag, ayy ayy Fighting for my survival, ayy ayy Balling like it's summer time, Still I get the money on my mind Steady I chase the bag, ayy ayy Fighting for my survival, oouu Balling like it's summer time, Still I get the money on my mind yeaah Working Boy ama working Boy Jeun soke as a working boy I no go seke as working boy Omo ko sepe as a working boy Working Boy I'm a working Boy Jeun soke as a working boy I no go seke as a working boy Omo ko sepe as a working boy And no be say me I too sabi But me I get God and I get believe o I keep calm and I mind my biz Cos I know one day I'll be topping the league o We don't stop We work hard We go hard Never giving up stand fit like a soldier Stay dangerous make them wonder They wanna put me down My guy see I've gone far Steady I chase the bag, ayy ayy Fighting for my survival, oouu Balling like it's summer time, Still I get the money on my mind yeaah Steady I chase the bag, ayy ayy Fighting for my survival, oouu Balling like it's summer time, Still I get the money on my mind yeaah Working Boy I'm a working Boy Jeun soke as a working boy I no go seke as a working boy Omo ko sepe as a working boy Working Boy ama working Boy Jeun soke as a working boy I no go seke as working boy Omo ko sepe as a working boy

Another rundown hotel room Another wake-up call Been out here too damn long And it's coming on fall Working and sleeping That's all I do every day To hear my friends talk They think I got it made They ain't handing out this money I ain't got a damn dime for free Been giving everything I got To feed my family Putting food back home on the table There's an empty spot in my bed I could work hard every hour And would never get ahead But my babies know there's one thing That's for certain Yeah, they ain't ever gotta worry About hurting Long as daddy's working Wipe sweat from my brow And I think I can't take anymore But in the back of my mind I remember just who I'm working for The good Lord's got my family And I know they're doing fine 'Cause He's got His job covered Now it's time that I do mine They ain't handing out this money I ain't got a damn dime for free Been giving everything I got To feed my family Putting food back home on the table There's an empty spot in my bed I could work hard every hour And would never get ahead But my babies know there's one thing That's for certain Yeah, they ain't ever gotta worry About hurting Long as daddy's working They ain't handing out this money I ain't got a damn dime for free Been giving everything I got To feed my family Putting food back home on the table There's an empty spot in my bed I could work hard every hour And would never get ahead But my babies know there's one thing That's for certain Yeah, they ain't ever gotta worry About hurting Long as daddy's working Long as daddy's working

Well, I was born on a Sunday On Thursday, I had me a job I was born on a Sunday By Thursday, I was workin' out on a job I ain't never had no day off Since I learned right from wrong Said I was bad I did somethin' to her head Mama said I was bad I did something to her head And papa threw me out Oh, said I gotta earn my own way I ain't never been in trouble I ain't got the time I don't mess around with magic, child What I got is mine Whatever you say, Lord Well, that's what I'm gonna do Whatever you say Well, that's what I'm gonna do And I'm the workin' man Lord, I'll do the job for you I ain't never been in trouble I ain't got the time I don't mess around with magic, child What I got is mine Every Friday Well, that's when I'll get paid But don't take me on Friday, Lord 'Cause that's when I'll get paid Let me die on Saturday night Oh, before Sunday gets my head

Hey now you better listen to me everyone of you We got a lotta lotta lotta lotta work to do Forget about your woman and that water can Today were working for the man Well pick up your feet We've got a deadline to meet I'm gonna see you make it on time Don't relax I want elbows and backs I wanna see everybody from behind 'Cause your working for the man working for the man You gotta make him a hand when you're working for the man Oh well I'm pickin' 'em up and I'm laying 'em down I believe he's gonna work me into the ground I pull to the left I heave to the right I wanna kill him but it wouldn't be right 'Cause I, m working for the man working for the man Gotta make him a hand when you're working for the man Well the boss man's daughter sneaks me water Everytime her daddy's down the line She says meet me tonight love a me right And everything is gonna be fine So I slave all day without much pay 'Cause I'm just abiding my time 'Cause the company and the daughter you see Their both gonna be all mine Yah I'm gonna be the man gonna be the man Gotta make him a hand if I'm gonna be the man Working for the man working for the man Gonna be the man gonna be the man Gotta make him a hand working for the man

Working on a building, a Holy Ghost building For my Lord, for my Lord If I was a drunkard I tell you what I'd do I would quit my drinking and work on that building too Working on a building, a Holy Ghost building For my Lord, yeah for my Lord If I was a liar I tell you what I'd do I would quit my lying and work on that building too Working on a building, it's a Holy Ghost building For my Lord, yeah for my Lord Working on a building, it's a Holy Ghost building For my Lord, yeah for my Lord If I was a singer I tell you what I'd do I would keep on singing and work on that building too

Got my mojo working, just don't work on you Got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you I wanna love you so bad, don't know what to do I'm going down to Louisiana, get me a mojo hand I'm going down to Louisiana, get me a mojo hand I'm gonna have all you chicks reach into my command Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you I got a gypsy woman giving me advice I got a gypsy woman giving me advice I got a whole lotta tricks keeping her on ice Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my... working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) Got my... working (got my mojo working) Got my mojo working (got my mojo working) I got my mojo working, but it just don't work on you

I've been working for the weekend But that weekend never came Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? Yeah it's 7 a.m. And I can't seem to keep my eyes shut Even if I get up, even if I get beat down Will I be fine? Na-na-na-na If I do my time? Na-na-na-na I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead I've been working for the weekend But that weekend never came Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? I've been going off the deep end But my sanity's at stake Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? If I break my back today Baby, you know I was broke, well, I still am Mama said, "If you don't work it might hit the fan" I got it I'm on my money grind, I'm digging up bands You cannot find me in the club unless I'm saving at Sam's 'Cause I'm a work-work-work-work-workaholic And a guap-guap-guap-guap-guapaholic (true) They say I've got a problem, I believe in money trees I've been working on the weekend To cop a spot in Belize Will you stick by? Na-na-na-na While I do my time? Na-na-na-na I guess we'll hang when I'm dead I've been working for the weekend But that weekend never came Will you pat my back tomorrow? If I break my back today? I've been going off the deep end But my sanity's at stake Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? If I break my back today Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na Break my back today Will you stick by? Na-na-na-na While I do my time? Na-na-na-na I guess we'll hang when I'm dead I've been working for the weekend But that weekend never came Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? I've been working for the weekend But that weekend never came Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? I've been going off the deep end But my sanity's at stake Will you pat my back tomorrow If I break my back today? If I break my back today Yeah, I got to get the weight off (na-na-na-na) Yeah, I got to get the weight off (na-na-na-na) Yeah, I got to get the day off (break my back today) Yeah, I got to get the weight off (na-na-na-na) Yeah, I got to get the weight off (na-na-na-na) Yeah, I got to get the day off (break my back today)

In the night I look for love Endless strength from the man above God of piston, God of steel God is here behind the wheel I'm just working for the man For love Pretty things get in my car Take them flying, it's not far Take in handsome, take in me Look good in my steel machine I'm just working for the man Don't you know yet who I am? Working harder for the man Go around and doing good Get my strength from the man above I'm just working for the man I'm just doing what I can Go around I'm doing good Go around I'm doing good Go around I'm doing good Go around I'm doing good Go around I'm doing good Go around I'm doing good